The day i first met her
She moved along like a timed slide show
With grace and chaste in her stride
Swinging her hips like a desert Carmel
And stepping on the ground like it hurts.
That’s when i first saw her.
Meeting her was a dream come true,
Speaking to her was like melting the snow.
Her voice like the ocean singing low
With no turbulent waves to alter the flow.
That’s when i first met her.
Touching her was like food to a pauper
Her skin smooth like a silk wall
Her body soft like sheep wool
That’s when i first touched her.
Holding her in my arms,
Being with her all my life
…was never imagined
For it never happened
End of the poem
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- Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father:
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- Like Barley Bending by Sara Teasdale
- Федор Сваровский – Погребение мехоса
- Владимир Британишский – Фет в кирасирском полку
- Eating Poetry by Mark Strand
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For Mr. W. Cruikshank:
- Epigram : To Leonora Singing At Rome (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
